Poem for Lori

What’s amazing are the little things,
Those off-handed little things one can say to another,
Things that are in no way meant to be taken poorly,
But that the receiver can misconstrue or infer so much more,
Or it is something that sits with them interminably,
Doing so for lots of reasons,
Reasons like fascination and infatuation with the sender.
All the preceding interactions leaving questions as to who that person is,
Of course, those are things of our nature we never quite get around,
Like why we fight wars or have unrequited feelings,
At the end of it, we all have touch points that have the power to linger,
Those that when we find out their answers,
They humble us in ways that bring us to laughter,
That it is, person-to-person communication, tête-à-têtes, as it were,
They are the framework, with which we fall into the traps of little things,
Were it not for such little things and coupled with humility,
Methinks there would be nothing but our being too serious,
Every once in a while, it is important to know how fallible we are,
Alas that is our nature, lest too easy to forget